Gucci talks about his family life, the backlash from Talib Kweli fans for “Poltergeist” (also mentions he just sent a verse for the remix of Reflection Eternal’s “Strangers”), wanting to work with Andre 3000 (as well as Madonna…), upcoming feature on a 3OH!3 & Ke$ha song, and more.

Overall work on your drums.That`s the most important aspect.I hate when I hear dope sample chops BUT when the drum drops the shit leaves you flat.Alot of producers are nice with chopping but their drums don`t bang.

One thing about me ALL MY DRUMS BANG even if you don`t like the song the DRUMS are always smacking.Again no shots just a honest opinion from a veteran beat maker that never made it,but is well respected by my peers.Keep doing your thang!!

That first song is nice,the second two don’t really move me,but it ain’t wack. Keep goin’. Dude said he “exhausted like the muffler”,that was ill.

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thx for listening I appreciate

@Most Incredible

That “where i`m going jawn”has a nice sample but the drums need work.

That “repent with the pen”jawn was a lil better/decent.

That last one was blahhh

Overall work on your drums.That`s the most important aspect.I hate when I hear dope sample chops BUT when the drum drops the shit leaves you flat.Alot of producers are nice with chopping but their drums don`t bang.

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thx for listening I feel you [ll] in all honesty tho I like the drums on “Where I’m goin” yet I HATE the snare on “Repent with the pen” tho lol
my biggest problem is that I ain’t got no right monitors which makes mixing more like rolling dice smh @ me for not stepping my equipment game up

Blue berry blunt wrapped
Gettin blue back
Bay mack plaque in the back of the blue ‘Lac
Navy Blue long sleeves on my blue tees
Powder Blue knock-offs on my blue dees
Got a blutiful glow from that blue ice
Crack the crack game nice with the blue dice
Light the blunt with the torch and the flame blue
I’m in the fastlane gettin’ my brains blewed
Blue kicks look good with the blue fit
I keep a blue choke chain on my blue pit
Stuff a dove worth the buzz in a blue bag
Jumpin’ out the blue Jag
With a blue rag
Blue belts, blue hats blue coats
Dont sang but I do hum blue notes
High as a kite all night off the Blue Dolphin
When I go lay me in the blue coffin

its beef week Monday murder, Two niggas dead Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday is hurst day, Friday somebody gotta die day, Saturday he put the gat away, chillen with your chick and a bag of haze wondering how its all gon end in what type off way cause Sunday back to gun play…

@cOLD, this is what I meant by changing the game. I posted this a couple of weeks ago to make a valid point to AMP. I think the same can be applied from your question earlier:

# Troubleshooter1900 Says:
September 11th, 2010 at 2:13 pm

as much as you think they do.*

^lol. I have a feeling you know what I’m getting at.

Fun Fact:I hold tutoring sessions at my old elementary. I help sponsor food drives. My mom is a regular community activist. I’ve sold real estate to people for the tax listing price in my hood. I help with GED test. The legacy my family set up in the streets is unquestionable. My girl gives vaccinations in flu season and passes out condoms to teens. Everything is documented in Chicago news filters. The alderman is always visiting my mom and brother to push the school funding up at the neighborhood schools. We stood up for the lay offs of half the schools teachers in the area. I really wanna turn shit around. Hopefully in 5 years, God Willing, I could establish a consultancy firm on the South Side of Chicago and get people to be more about themselves and less about street/gang culture.

its beef week Monday murder, Two niggas dead Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday is hurst day, Friday somebody gotta die day, Saturday he put the gat away, chillen with your chick and a bag of haze wondering how its all gon end in what type off way cause Sunday back to gun play…

What’s up kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid
When the cops came you should’ve slid to my crib
Fuck it black, no time for looking back it’s done
Plus congratulations you know you got a son
I heard he looks like you, why don’t your lady write you?
Told her she should visit, that’s when she got hyper
Flippin, talk about he acts too rough
He didn’t listen he be riffin’ while I’m telling him stuff
I was like yeah, shorty don’t care, she a snake too
Fucking with the niggas from that fake crew that hate you

….

Sometimes I sit back with a Buddha sack
Mind’s in another world thinking how can we exist through the facts
Written in school text books, bibles, et cetera
Fuck a school lecture, the lies get me vexed-er
So I be ghost from my projects
I take my pen and pad for the week
And hitting L’s while I’m sleeping
A two day stay, you may say I need the time alone
To relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home

I ain’t got no right monitors which makes mixing more like rolling dice smh @ me for not stepping my equipment game up
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Man,I know just what you talking about.On the real I had some JVC 400 watt house speakers and they were the most accurate speakers I ever owned until they stopped working.I got some m-audio jawns now and that was the best purchase I ever made.If you get your hands on $300,invest in some decent monitors.Or maybe some $100 dollar monitor headphones.

One for the money
Two for pussy and foreign cars
Three for Alize niggas deceased or behind bars
I rap divine Gods check the prognosis, is it real or showbiz?
My window faces shootouts, drug overdoses
Live amongst no roses, only the drama, for real
A nickel-plate is my fate, my medicine is the ganja
Here’s my basis, my razor embraces, many faces
Your telephone blowing, black stitches or fat shoelaces
Peoples are petrol, dramatic automatic four-four I let blow
and back down po-po when I’m vexed so
my pen taps the paper then my brain’s blank

Another piece of advice.Invest in some break compilations.I suggest the DRUM CRAZY series.Most of the beats have been raped as far as loops are concerned BUT if you chop those drums up and layer them then throw a gate or hall effect on em.OOOHH WHHEEE

I gave you a jewel my man and I should never help the competiton,but maybe you might make it,so it`s a blessing regardless.Keep doing it!!

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any suggestions? I was never a fan of headphones but I KEEP hearing that there are some nice ones out there not only for listening purpose but to replace them monitors if I find a nice set I might just cop that

Ayo its poison, ecstacy, coke
You say its love, it is poison
Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is poison
Physicians prescripting us medicine which is poison
Doctors injecting our infants with the poisonReligion misoverstood is poison

I’m back in the hood, they like, “Hey Nas” (Uh)
Blowin’ on purp’, reflectin’ on they lives
Couple of fat cats, couple of A.I.’s
Dreamin’ of fly shit instead of them gray skies
Gray 5’s, hate guys wishin’ our reign dies
Pitch, sling pies, and niggas they sing, “why”?
Guess they ain’t strong enough to handle their jail time
Weak minds, keep tryin’, follow the street signs
I’m standin’ on the roof of my building
I’m feelin’ – the whirlwind of beef, I inhale it
Just like an acrobat ready to hurl myself though the hoops of fire
Sippin’ 80 proof, bulletproof under my attire
Could it be the forces of darkness, against hood angels of good
That forms street politics – makes a sweet honest kid
Turn illegal for commerce – to get his feet out of them Converse
That’s my word

I seen some cold nights and bloody days
They grab and me bullets spray
They use me wrong so I sing this song ’til this day
My body is cold steel for real
I was made to kill, that’s why they keep me concealed
Under car seats they sneak me in clubs
Been in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when they load me with mad slugs
Seventeen precisely, one in my head
They call me Desert Eagle, semi-auto with lead
I’m seven inches four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin harshly
Beat up and battered, they pull me out
I watch as niggaz scattered, makin me kill
But what I feel it never mattered
When I’m empty I’m quiet, findin myself fiendin to be fired
A broken safety, niggaz place me in shelves
under beds, so I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred
Keep me full up with hollow heads

Sisters up in my hood trying to do good given choices
When pregnant drop out of school or have abortions
Stop working hoping that they find a man that will support them
Up late night on they mothers cordless, thinking a perm or
Bleaching cream will make better when they gorgeous
White girls tanning, lypo suction
Fake titties are implanted, fake lips thats life destruction
Lightskin women, bi-racial hateful toward themselves
Denying even they blood
I don’t judge Tiger Woods but I overstand the mental poison
Thats even worser than drugs

Smiling in my face, glad to break bread with the god
Wearing Jaz chains, no tecs, no cash, no cars
No jail bars Jigga, no pies, no case
Just Hawaiian shirts, hanging with little Chase
You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan
I still whip your ass, you thirty-six in a karate class
You Tae-bo hoe, tryna’ work it out, you tryna’ get brolic?
Ask me if I’m tryna’ kick knowledge
Nah, I’m tryna’ kick the shit you need to learn though
That ether, that shit that make your soul burn slow

It’s all poison, all of my words to enemies it is poison
Rappers only talk about ki’s, its all poison
How could you call yourself emcees you ain’t poison
Think about the kids you mislead with the poison
And any thoughts of taking me down is all poison
Who want beef now, my heat shall anoint them, plaow

@Seth.. nigga you aint never lied.. i remember when i first heard that line.. and paused the CD….

Remixznflow Says:
September 23rd, 2010 at 3:41 pm
It’s all poison, all of my words to enemies it is poison
Rappers only talk about ki’s, its all poison
How could you call yourself emcees you ain’t poison
Think about the kids you mislead with the poison
And any thoughts of taking me down is all poison
Who want beef now, my heat shall anoint them, plaow

@Seth.. nigga you aint never lied.. i remember when i first heard that line.. and paused the CD….

and sat there like… “what did this nigga just say?” profound wisdom…
^^